The “Greatest Raconteur in Hollywood” Award goes to… Orson Welles. Another greatest award? He already made the greatest film and the greatest radio broadcast. Now, you get to have lunch with the Maestro, and listen to his abrasively non-bullshit anecdotes about virtually everyone in Hollywood. It’s all inside My Lunches with Orson: Conversations between Henry Jaglom and Orson Welles!
Find out which actor suffered so much agony because he couldn’t fuck himself. Learn about his short marriage to Rita Hayworth, who secretly just wanted to be a housewife. Discover just how much Welles despised Bogdnavich and even more so, Woody Allen, whom he called the worst kind of successful person.
But that’s not even the best part. Welles at one point orders pork, just so he could smell it (he’s too unhealthy to eat it at this point). Welles talks about eating kiwis whole, and why it’s tragic that chefs peel the skin. Welles always picks up the tab, opposite his friend, director Henry Jaglom, who was secretly taping him for years. Jaglom claims Welles was aware of it, but whether that’s true or not, its quite awesome that this book exists. Another book that magnifies the legend. Also, raconteuring is such a dead skill these days. Read it. Then, read it again.
Written by: Norith Soth